The Complete Writings of Nathaniel Hawthorne: With Portraits, Illustrations, and Facsimiles, Volume 5Houghton, Mifflin, 1900 |
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Adam Adam and Eve Annie answered apple artist banquet beautiful behold beneath blaze bonfire bosom breast butterfly cold countenance cried dead boy death deep delicate Dorcas Drowne Drowne's earth earthly evil exclaimed face fancy father Fayal feel felt figure finger fire flame flung forest gazing Gervayse Hastings glance gleam gloom gnaws guests hand head heap heart Heaven Herkimer human Hunnewell idea imagination Intel lady leaves light look looking-glass Lord Byron Malvin man's married couple ment mind miserable moral Mount Washington mountain mystery nature ness never observed once Owen Warland perhaps perpetual motion person Peter Hovenden Phidias poet poor replied Reuben Robert Danforth secret seemed serpent shadow snake soul spirit stood strange street sunshine thing thought threw tion tree tremulous truth ture virtuoso voice volume wandering watchmaker White Mountains whole wrought young youth
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Pagina 299 - It is requisite for the ideal artist to possess a force of character that seems hardly compatible with its delicacy ; he must keep his faith in himself while the incredulous world assails him with its utter disbelief...
Pagina 86 - None have understood it — not even those who experience the like. It is a dullness — a want of earnestness — a feeling as if what should be my heart were a thing of vapor — a haunting perception of unreality ! Thus seeming to possess all that other men have — all that men aim at — I have really possessed nothing, neither joy nor griefs.
Pagina 1 - WE who are born into the world's artificial system can never adequately know how little in our present state and circumstances is natural, and how much is merely the interpolation of the perverted mind and heart of man.
Pagina 305 - Alas, that the artist, whether in poetry or whatever other material, may not content himself with the inward enjoyment of the Beautiful, but must chase the flitting mystery beyond the verge of his ethereal domain, and crush its frail being in seizing it with a material grasp! Owen Warland felt the impulse to give external reality to his ideas, as irresistibly as any of the poets or painters, who have arrayed the world in a dimmer and fainter beauty, imperfectly copied from the richness of their visions.
Pagina 22 - They know not that each of those small yellow circles was once a magic spell, potent to sway men's hearts and mystify their moral sense. Here let them pause in the investigation of the past.
Pagina 227 - ... be not so cast down, my dear friends ; you shall see good days yet. There 's one thing that these wiseacres have forgotten to throw into the fire, and without which all the rest of the conflagration is just nothing at all; yes, though they had burned the earth itself to a cinder." " And what may that be ? " eagerly demanded the last murderer. "What but the human heart itself?
Pagina 316 - Then, in a mysterious way, he would confess that he once thought differently. In his idle and dreamy days he had considered it possible, in a certain sense, to spiritualize machinery, and to combine with the new species of life and motion thus produced a beauty that should attain to the ideal which Nature has proposed to herself in all her creatures, but has never taken pains to realize.
Pagina 232 - The idea of becoming a wandering story-teller had been suggested a year or two before,, by an encounter with several merry vagabonds in a showman's wagon, where they and I had sheltered ourselves during a summer shower.
Pagina 178 - But the plots of these romances become inextricably confused; the characters melt into one another; and the tale loses itself like the course of a stream flowing through muddy and marshy ground. For my part, I can hardly regret that Sir Walter Scott had lost his consciousness of outward things, before his works went out of vogue. It was good that he should forget his fame, rather than that fame should first have forgotten him. Were he still a writer, and as brilliant a one as ever, he could no longer...
Pagina 227 - Man's age-long endeavor for perfection had served only to render him the mockery of the Evil Principle, from the fatal circumstance of an error at the very root of the matter! The Heart — the Heart — there was the little, yet boundless sphere, wherein existed the original wrong, of which the crime and misery of this outward world were merely types.